"Take this, junior!" Liu Hui roared, his entire body erupting with a powerful aura.
He extended both hands, raising them high above his head. A majestic radiance soared from his body, rapidly condensing high in the air into a crescent moon.
The crescent was slender and graceful, pale in color, yet enveloped in a hazy grey halo.
"Good! Elder Liu Hui finally has a chance to use his Grey Stone Moon!"
"That move is famous, it's Liu Hui's signature technique."
"Indeed. If you're hit by it, your whole body petrifies, eventually turning you into a stone man. Even your immortal orifice can be affected and turn to stone, quite troublesome!"
In the Golden Dawn Hall, the Righteous Path Gu Masters spoke one after another, joy appearing on their faces.
On the Demonic Path side, Xue Wuhen had only been bathed in the grey moonlight for a few breaths before his expression changed drastically.
He immediately felt the move's power and dared not be careless again. He hastily activated an immortal killer move.
Intense cold qi coiled around his entire body, frost clinging to his surface. The grey moonlight turned the frost to stone, but the frost instantly reformed, and the grey moonlight could not penetrate deeper to reach Xue Wuhen's core.
"What? He actually used an offensive killer move on himself?"
"Amazing! Xue Wuhen's technique is effortlessly wielded and incredibly agile! He's temporarily withstood Liu Hui's signature move!"
"Go! Take him down for me!"
On Chu Du's side, the immortals roared, their joy mounting.
Conversely, in the Golden Dawn Hall, the previously cheerful and relaxed atmosphere had vanished completely. An uneasy feeling rose in everyone's hearts.
"Could it be we're going to lose to Xue Wuhen again this time?"
"Does even Elder Liu Hui's deployment fail to subdue him?"
"Xue Wuhen is a nobody, while Elder Liu Hui has been a famous Sixth Transformation powerhouse for many years!"
While the immortals exchanged words, Xue Wuhen, clad in a thick layer of stone skin and frost armor, charged up to Elder Liu Hui.
"Old thing, at your age, you should be staying home enjoying your retirement. Lose to me!"
Xue Wuhen pushed both palms forward, instantly unleashing a surging tide of snowflakes.
Elder Liu Hui, a Righteous Path Gu Master, had to continuously maintain the grey crescent moon in the sky. His hands were held aloft, completely immobile, and he was directly engulfed by the snowflake tide.
Xue Wuhen wins!
Liu Hui dies in battle!
Everyone was stunned, not expecting such an outcome.
"Before this battle, Xue Wuhen had already won two consecutive fights, was injured, and was not in optimal condition."
"In the first two rounds, fighting junior Righteous Path members, he failed to kill his opponents. Yet in the third fight, he killed Liu Hui."
"The dignified Liu Hui actually fell to an insignificant Demonic Path figure!"
"Heavens, it's truly unbelievable."
"Though his cultivation is only at the Sixth Transformation, he genuinely possesses Seventh Transformation combat power. Where did this guy come from?"
"This reminds me of Ancestor Xue Hu. This Xue Wuhen is also from the Ice and Snow school; he really resembles Ancestor Xue Hu in his youth."
"Comparing him to Ancestor Xue Hu is far too generous. However, with three wins out of three, his reputation will spread throughout the entire Gu Master world."
Regardless of the Righteous Path or Chu Du's side, everyone was abuzz with discussion.
"Little Jin, do not dwell on your loss in battle. It is not your fault, but rather that your opponent was truly powerful. He even killed Liu Hui! Sigh." Yelü Honghong consoled the young man beside him.
Yelü Xiaojin touched his right arm.
His right arm was still frozen in a block of ice, the entire limb had turned a dark purple-blue from the cold, and intense chill periodically surged through his bones and meridians.
Yelü Xiaojin savored this pain. Ever since his defeat, he had returned to the hall with his head lowered, never once lifting it.
It seemed he didn't even hear Yelü Honghong's words.
Yelü Honghong observed this and sighed inwardly: *After all, he is still young. However, this setback is actually quite beneficial for you. Knowing shame and then striving on, who can predict future events? Perhaps your future achievements will surpass those two. The key is not to lose confidence in yourself.*
Thinking of this, Yelü Honghong glanced at the solitary figure of Xue Wuhen hovering over the battlefield, and at the restless Nian'er Pingzhi.
"Can I go out and fight now?" Nian'er Pingzhi was impatient, secretly transmitting his voice to ask the elder beside him, Nian'er Yifang.
Unexpectedly, Nian'er Yifang shook his head: "This man has won three fights in a row, is riddled with injuries, and is not in good condition. It would be normal for you to kill him. Failing to do so would only weaken your own prestige. Besides, the other side isn't stupid; how could they possibly keep Xue Wuhen on the field?"
Indeed, the next moment, Chu Du spoke, ordering Xue Wuhen to return to their side.
Nian'er Pingzhi snorted coldly: "Even if he doesn't fight, it's my turn. Three wins out of three? I will achieve at least six wins out of six!"
Nian'er Pingzhi shot to his feet with a swish, bowed towards Gong Wanting in the seat of honor, and said: "This junior requests to fight!"
Gong Wanting's furrowed brows finally relaxed slightly.
The Righteous Path, which was supposed to dominate, had instead suffered three defeats at the hands of an insignificant nobody sent by Chu Du's side.
This was not only a sharp slap in the face for the Righteous Path Gu Masters, making them lose face, but it also damaged Gong Wanting's authority.
Gong Wanting knew full well that Nian'er Pingzhi was the current Sword Son of the Nian'er family; naturally, there was no reason to refuse him.
Nian'er Pingzhi strode onto the field and bellowed: "Who will come out to die?"
The rising momentum on Chu Du's side was instantly dampened.
"Be careful. Even though this youth is only at the Sixth Transformation, he was able to kill a Seventh Transformation expert."